Terrestrial Medicine

pour me more earth
wet, sweet soil
in my cup please
my cup
I’ll drink it for
that taste i crave
i cannot find it
full and robust

pack terrestrial medicine
into my desk wounds
my wounds
leaf and dirt and insect
take to my veins
revive these rotting limbs
short-circuited mind
bottomless craving, satisfy

there’s a cage ’round me
clever illusions and
pixel dungeons

the price of humanity

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media: my images